Yoda Speak

I think it's interesting and funny regarding the little idiosyncrasies each one of us has. You know each person has at least one thing they are super conscious of when in social settings. Some people have to constantly remind themselves to chew with their mouth closed, others have to restrain from biting their nails. We each have these things we are extra cautious about. When asked about it I would definitely say mine is try not to talk too much. I really didn't give much thought to this other one until yesterday. I have Yoda speech.

What is Yoda speech? "Concentrate, you must." I'm not quite as linguistically talented as Yoda, nor do I want to be. Yoda sounds cool; apparently I do not. I didn't even know I was doing it. I mean Michael rags on me all the time for my bumbling language, but it's Michael that's what he does. So for the past few months he's really been socking it to me. I started thinking of examples of my so-called Yoda speech. I didn't think it was that bad. I also started wondering what my mind was doing to my mouth.

When you're around someone who loves you unconditionally, you become progressively more comfortable around them. When I am around Michael I just let the words flow. I'm not trying to keep myself from talking too much or too weirdly. Yesterday Michael and I were approaching an intersection where I was going to make a left. I pulled up just shy of the cross walk. I thought I heard a car honk at me because they were having trouble making their turn around me (they were coming from the other direction). Michael started talking about how it was a tight intersection and that left hand turns were difficult there. I made some smart-ass comment about how the technology of our vehicles is such that they pretty much drive themselves. So any difficulty turning left is driver error. Anyway I got the green arrow and turned. I said to Michael, " It wasn't difficult to turn at all left." The really weird thing is that I say stuff like that all the time around him. I also say stuff like, "Damn it there's not a single fucking sparking pace available." He calls me on it all the time. My excuse is that my brain works faster than my mouth and it's in a constant state of catch up. I don't seem to do it around anyone else. I wonder why that is.

So if I ever Yoda speak around you I suppose that means your in with me. I wish I could make some of his cool noises. I am glad I'm not green though. Humorous, I am. :)